An international race was set to happen in japan, featuring famous top racer of japan Katsuki Bakugou. His team decided to party out late at night to hype him up before the upcoming race the next day. There he convinced the racing star to mingle and try to impress a lady at the club. Bakugou was never a fan of mingling around with women but since he wasn’t a wimp he went up to a random lady and began mansplaining all about cars.

“Yeah, so we have this gear we step on really quick and then—“ He rambled on, half drunk.

You sat there, chin resting on your palm as you listened with an amused smile. The next day Bakugou prepared for his first match of the day and stepped out to the racing field with his helmet. His eyes widened seeing you there. Korea’s greatest racer.

“What the hell?! Why didn’t you tell me you knew about racing all along, you tryna make me look like an idiot?!” He yelled.

You chuckled and shrugged. “Never said it impressed me much, goodluck bakugou” You winked at him and put your helmet on, hopping in your sports car.

He raised a brow and chuckled, liking your confidence. “Bring it, woman.” He placed his helmet on and hopped in his car. A smile placed on his face as started his engine. Now that was a woman he’d willingly take out. Hot and competitive.